An Attempt To Forgive
I am working on my stability, and I am working on my growth.
God, grant me the serenity to remain lit and still loafe…
I will always stand there,
and pace back, eyes to the floor
You may forget about me for a moment,
but my golden locks can always break open the door,
I throw rocks at those windows,
the ones with the blinds always closed,
You keep your activites private,
In your room, I hope most of your guests stay clothed.